Qin Luo's gaze fell on Jiang Fan. "Tell me, how did you draw those Blood Beasts here?"
He was far too curious about this matter.
In his view, Jiang Fan's ability was simply heaven-defying—enough to multiply the strength of his Divine Ruins several times over.
The shock in Jiang Fan's eyes had yet to fade. He could only control Blood Beasts with the Beast Taming Flute in his hand, and the Beast Taming Sect likewise needed the flute to leave marks in the Blood Beasts' minds and temporarily control them.
If anything went wrong, those Blood Beasts could easily rebel.
But what had Qin Luo done? He had enslaved them! Completely enslaved them, using methods no different from how the Beast Taming Sect enslaved other demon beasts.
As a top genius of the Beast Taming Sect, he had studied this issue before and discovered that it was utterly unrealistic.
Blood Beasts were unique. Their Soul Seas were chaotic, their intelligence weak, and most of them were consumed by the desire to kill.
If even the slightest balance was broken, a Blood Beast would be completely drowned by its bloodlust. By then, it would possess no intelligence at all, merely a beast that knew nothing but slaughter.
They would only obey the commands of Blood Beasts with higher bloodline ranks.
To him, Qin Luo's feat was nothing short of a miracle. He looked at the Myriad Beasts Tower, his eyes brimming with curiosity.
He felt that, in certain respects, the Myriad Beasts Tower's properties could rival an Immortal Artifact.
After taking a deep breath, he began answering Qin Luo's question.
"Master, I entered the Blood Domain and used a token of our Beast Taming Sect to find them. Only because of a trace of old sentiment were they willing to maintain